Star-Hawk

A beautiful bird soared in the sky He soared high anove the clouds and sun He flew lonely as all the days went by He flew solo but always had some fun He was scared that it was time to die He did not know when his life would be done He felt that it was almost time to lie The weight on his shoulders gelt like a ton. He had one last thing he wanted to see And that was a beautiful golden dawn He wondered if that could possibly be One gray morning he saw a little fawn With gray skies he thought his wish would not be Before he died he saw thst golden dawn.